Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Robert Frost

1874 to 1963

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His house is in the village though;
Whose woods these are I think I know.
He gives his harness bells a shake
And miles to go before I sleep.
Between the woods and frozen lake
Of easy wind and downy flake.
My little horse must think it queer
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
To ask if there is some mistake.
And miles to go before I sleep,
The only other sound's the sweep
The darkest evening of the year.
But I have promises to keep,
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
To stop without a farmhouse near
He will not see me stopping here